Spoil My Sweet Widow By Billionaire

Chapter 93

“Let’s eat.” Crystal made a choice without hesitation.

After all, Harold also had a cat. When she went back later, she would look for where the cat was.. Antony brought Crystal back into the store and said to the waitress, “Two of us.”

The waitress nodded and said, “Okay, this way please.”

As she spoke, she led the two of them inside. When they passed by a table, someone suddenly said, “Mr. Evans!”

Antony stopped in his tracks and turned to look at the person who had spoken. “…Lorna.”

Lorna said excitedly, “I thought it was you from a distance, but I didn’t expect it to be you! Mr. Evans, you’re here for dinner as well? Why don’t you join us? The more the merrier.”

Antony was about to turn it down when his sleeve was pulled by Crystal. She stared at the oily chicken wings and almost drooled with envy.

speechless. “This girl

to be served. Judging from Crystal’s eager expression, she was probably really hungry. Thus,

to join us,” Lorna hurriedly

were all well-dressed. One could tell at a glance that they were from noble families. Naturally, they also knew Antony. The only thing they knew was that their family background was not enough to get to

out a chair and

down, she had been looking at the chicken wings. Antony was speechless and gave her

hand and took out a wet towel to wipe her hand.

short-haired girls looked at their interaction and asked

full of disgust. “This

came from the countryside and married the dead…” The short-haired girl laughed and

in Fairby knew that the Evans family didn’t like this Fifth Miss at all: If it weren’t for Harold’s death, they probably wouldn’t have brought her back for the rest of their

asked, “Why are

back to the

Crystal out for